Her lips press to his forehead, then his temple, and finally, his lips. She could kiss him forever and leisures in it, taking her time to taste and explore. It's so new and perfect, and she doesn't even think about it when, almost twenty minutes later, her legs wind around his hips and she presses him close.
All the while, her mouth never seems to leave his.
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All the while, her mouth never seems to leave his.